A Lie in the Name of Care
My health was not good, but I had always wanted a child.
My husband, citing concern for my health, avoided intimacy with me for a year.
Then I stumbled across his private messages with another woman.
[You'll spend Valentine's Day with me, right? You're not going to touch her tonight, are you?]
[You know I don't like doing it just to make babies. Got you some lingerie. Wear it for me tomorrow.]
That ill-fitting lace lingerie he was talking about was on my body. I'd slipped it on while he was in the shower, thinking it was a Valentine's Day surprise from him.
Turned out, he hadn't bought the wrong size. He had just sent it to the wrong address.
I clicked on the woman's profile. Her latest video showed her at the beach, hand in hand with the person filming.
I recognized her hand instantly. It belonged to my best friend.